The fatigue. The depression. The weight gain. The weight loss. The hair loss. The dry skin. The ups. The downs. How weird it is that something so small in our bodies can screw up everything. More so after a thyroidectomy. Dear Lord, sometimes I wish I had my thyroid back, just to feel energetic again. Don't get it twisted, though. I workout daily. Do I feel like it? Not the slightest. I push myself every morning. Sometimes I push too hard and end up completely exhausted the rest of the day. Why? Why do I do it? To feel normal. Like before the surgery. 

I recently wore a heart monitor for a week because my heart is doing funky things. Could it be my low iron? Possibly. But this has been happening longer than I want to admit. I've just put it off a long time. Mostly because I've been to the doctor at least 100 times over the last 12 years. I'm tired of it. Having my blood taken. Results. Blood taken. Results. It's more annoying than anything.

So now we play the waiting game. The doctor told me a lot of young women have afib. Great. Just what I wanted to hear. But then again, I'd rather I found out what it is instead of it to be "nothing", and my heart continues to do the funky stuff.
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